Ok. Now that we have cleared the dust off of this blog, I hope to be a special guest writer from time to time.
I started writing on this platform while I was pregnant with visions of a sleeping baby and an independently playing toddler, while mommy sits at her desk and formulates perfectly punctuated sentences that stem from clear and rational thinking. Then when the allotted time that I gave myself was up, we would return to story book time and riding our unicorn.
But, as it does, reality came. And the strongest lesson that I have learned from parenting… nothing goes the way you plan… set in and over a whole year goes by.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s been an incredible year. One filled with more personal growth than a single person can muster. Seriously faced with staring down two paths. One that sends me down the rabbit hole of mommy melodrama (I swear I am not trying to be dismissive… this sh*t is hard) or one that pushes, pulls, and stretches at every turn. I chose the latter with binoculars always eyeing the other side.
So here I am. I make no promises with the consistency of my posting, nor with the grammar that may be imposed from mommy-brain. After a bit of soul-searching from that latter path, I know a few things to be true. One of which is that I enjoy writing. I like to put my thoughts to paper and create.
And I do hope to do more of it.